Her kingdom is vast and wide
Where she often reside
And rule over a kingdom with pride
She protects what she has
And makes sure that it would last
Battling dirt and grime
Surfing seas of ravaging tides
Here she is chasing time
A kingdom of soap and suds
Pailful of water
Dirty laundry
Her thrown may be small
But she wears her crown proudly
With tide in her hands
She judges and punishes
All who do not heed to her wishes
Drowning them in Downy
All those who do not bow down,
Bend a knee
To the queen of soap and suds.
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Labyrinth
PoetryPoems I made during quarantine. A poem compilation about eating, sleeping and other things. I don't know what I have created. Read at your own risk.
